Title: 逃げる手 - The Hand That Bleeds
Rating: T
Summary: "I don't want to be a Hero. I want to be a Healer. My Quirk is made for healing, like my mom's, not fighting so I train to fight like a Hero to be a Healer. I want to help others to the best of my abilities." Hisoka Matsushita, raised by her mother and who never knew her father, never could quite understand where the path she would eventually take would lead her to.
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Chapter 37
To Choose
Let the Pro Heroes take care of it or do something herself…
Location: Shinonoi General Hospital, 666-1 Shinonoi, Southern Nagano, Nagano Prefecture, Northwest of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: August 11, 20XX
Brown eyes stared at the crescent moon through the hospital hall window, wispy clouds slowly trickling around it as the few stars that could be seen were twinkling down upon the Earth in a light show. For a few shadowy moments, it looked like there was a halo around the cloud, a dull aura of lunar luminescence. She looked away from the moment, the peace it had brought, as she had thought of nothing else but that moment before she came to terms with her decision. Hisoka had made her choice; she would not look back, and she would not allow anything to change it.
It was easy to come to terms with this decision, but it was hard to accept the 'what if' and all the possible consequences this decision could have with those others she called her own.
Just a little bit ago, she had been given back her clothes and was finally discharged, before she had begun to head down to the hospital's entrance where Midoriya-san and the others undoubtedly were. Hisoka glanced down at her phone, buzzing in her hand to alert her, and saw a text message from Fumi's parents and a few others from her friends, telling them that she was really heading home (back to the empty apartment - back to the coldness - lying that she would stay there when she was going to get her Fumi back).
Her eyes unknowingly bled to a murky, dark red-brown, something that was happening more and more often. Brightening ever so slightly when it did.
It felt wrong to lie to them all, to Tsuyu, but she decided that she was not going to let them interfere, to not let them get hurt by her stupidity. She could only hope they understood - if they were to ever find out. Hisoka had a feeling that the others would keep their mouths shut as well. She typed at her phone, checking the latest ones before she would turn it off, unable to face them until her mission was over, and sent out one saying she'd like to be alone when Tsuyu - she had told her of the boys' plan the other day, and Tsuyu pleaded with her not to go, that she didn't want to see her hurt more than she already was but there was a hint of something that indicated that she knew Hisoka would do something even if she tried to stop her - had asked if she wanted to her to meet Hisoka at her house.
Tsuyu...
A knot began to form, her heart thumping against her chest, before she took a deep, slow breath and clicked the side button on her phone. Options appeared, darkening the wallpaper picture of her with her friends before she swiped down to turn it off. She watched the screen turn black before stuffing the phone in her pocket.
"I'm sorry."
Location: Front of Shinonoi General Hospital, 666-1 Shinonoi, Southern Nagano, Nagano Prefecture, Northwest of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: August 11, 20XX
Hisoka spotted Yaoyorozu, a bandage on her forehead and a small bag in hand, first before she saw the others when she came out of the entrance. She blinked, stopping when she saw Iida-san, of all people, punch Midoriya-san, shouting, "I'm frustrated too! I'm worried! Who wouldn't?! I'm the Class President! I worry about my classmates! It's not just Bakugo or Tokoyami! Seeing your injuries, lying on that bed, just like my brother!"
Hisoka stood there, watching him vent his worries and frustrations, wanting to do what he could for them yet feeling powerless to do anything. Midoriya-san... they all were his friends. He did not want them to hurt themselves any more than they already had.
"Iida..." Midoriya-san refused to look up at him, gripping his sleeve to push it back down his arm to hide his injuries.
"IIDA," Shoto spoke up then and stepped forward. Iida-san looked at him, still holding Midoriya-san by the shoulders. "We're not trying to confront and attack them head-on, not at all."
"We're going to rescue him without combat!" Kirishima-san said, clenching his fists. "This is a covert operation! A way for us to fight without breaking the rules!"
"I believe in Todoroki, but..." Yaoyorozu spoke up, looking at the small group. "I came with the intention of accompanying you all as a failsafe. Should the unthinkable happen, I will prevent combat."
"I don't really understand it myself, but..." He kept his head bowed, looking at the ground as they all looked to him now. "After being told that my hands can reach him... I just can't sit around." Midoriya-san looked up at the others, his eyes gleaming with a serious glint. "I can't help but think that I want to save him! Aren't I right, Hisoka?"
"Ah," the said girl nodded, stepping down the steps towards the group as she stuffed her hands in her pockets. "A Heroes saves people, even if doing it is against the rules. They help and do what they can. I will do what I can and save my friends."
"Hisoka..."
"I knew you'd come!" Kirishima-san grinned at her, relief and another emotion Hisoka was unable to identify shining in his red eyes.
"Matsushita." Iida-san sighed and had bowed his head ever so slightly, so his glasses covered the emotions his eyes held, lips thinning as he was in deep thought. "If that is the case..." He looked at them all, sweating from his nerves. "Then I'm going with you."
"Then let's go, we don't have all night," Hisoka said, patting his shoulder as she passed him and walked to the slightly opened hospital gates, the others following her, as they all left the hospital grounds.
Shoto appeared by her side, side glancing at her. "You okay now?"
Hisoka shrugged. "I'm all healed up if that's what you're asking, but I shouldn't use my Quirk for the next few days. If you're asking how I am feeling about this whole thing... I don't know how I feel right now."
Anger...
Sadness...
Nervousness and excitement...
Empty.
Who knew anymore...
Hisoka surly didn't, the bundle of everything shimmering down to a blankness that she was more scared of than the other feelings she had felt moments before. It was like they were on mute, behind a wall they were beating against, unable to escape. She wondered if there was something wrong with her...
"We'll get them back," he told her, eyes hard. "I know we will." Hisoka was wondering if he was trying to convince her or himself more.
She clenched her fist, before being startled by Iida-san bowing his head to a stunned Midoriya-san, breaking her from her thoughts. "I apologize for getting violent with you," Iida-san said with a frown on his face. "I'm sorry..."
"Really, Iida, your argument for coming along isn't that persuasive..." Yaoyorozu-san said with a sigh. "And you didn't need to expose his arm like that."
"It's okay! I've forgotten about it already." Midoriya-san waved a hand at them, trying his best to muster a smile but couldn't. Typical Midoriya-san behavior.
"It's precisely because I can't accept everyone's behavior that I came along," he said as he pushed his glasses up on his face. "If I get so much as a whiff of the possibility of combat, I'll bring you back with me immediately. I'll be your guardian, so to speak." He pointed at Midoriya-san and he felt a nervous sweat on his forehead. "That's right, like a watchman!
"Watchman Iida..." Shoto said with a snort.
"Un." Hisoka had to agree. That sounded so much like him.
"Me too..." Yaoyorozu looked at them with serious eyes. "This is a job for the pros; there's no need for you all to get involved. However, because I understand how you guys all feel, you can call this a compromise plan. Don't forget that."
The group all looked at the device Yaoyorozu-san had in her hands and saw that the coordinates were in Kamino ward of Yokohama city.
Location: Train Heading Towards Kamino, South of Tokyo, Kantō, Japan
Date: August 11, 20XX
They had all hurried to the bullet train and managed to get on at the last second. Hisoka sat down in one of the seats on the right side and looked at her hands as they sped off. The others had taken up the left side, Shoto the closest to her, so she shared the side with Iida-san, who had taken up the seat across from her.
"Since we're departing from Nagano, the ride will be about two hours, so we should get there around ten," Shoto said, sitting across from Midoriya-san.
"Uhm..." Midoriya-san looked up at Shoto. "Did you... tell the others about our plan?"
"Yeah," Shoto sighed, taking out the bento he had gotten before they got on the train. "After we did, they tried to stop us from going."
"Especially Uraraka," Kirishima-san said with a frown. "She's really worried about you, but she said that she knew you were going to do this no matter what anyone said or tried."
If that was the case, then... Tsuyu... Did she know Hisoka would go? Tsuyu was smart enough to know she would. She was understandably worried. She wanted Fumi back just as much as Hisoka did. Hisoka knew Tsuyu would not go, wanting to let the Pro Heroes do this and wanting to follow the rules. Hisoka respected that. She would not hold it against her.
That, however, would not stop Hisoka.
(She would say something when this was all over... When Fumi was back by her side, safe and sound. Yeah... That's what she would do. The decision still didn't make the knot in her stomach go away.)
Hisoka bit into the plain rice ball Kirishima-san had offered her. Something to settle her knotting stomach. To have some energy to keep her going. It did little to help.
"Listen, no matter how you look at it, we're trying to do this driven by our own egos..." Shoto said. "If you want to turn back now, it's not too late." He bit into his tempura shrimp.
"If I wasn't sure about this then I wouldn't have suggested it in the first place. Bakugo isn't the kind of guy who would want to let the Villains have their way. I am sure Tokoyami is the same way." Kirishima-san bit into his own rice ball, glancing over at her. She nodded in confirmation.
That was correct. Fumi would not back down without a fight.
Midoriya-san's expression held no room for argument. "There's no way I can turn back now."
That's right.
No more.
She would not stop. She would keep moving forward.
She looked out the window, watching the scenery pass by in a blur as the train sped up, mixing the colors of the night sky with the building below.
Wait for her, Fumi...
She was coming, and she will get him back.
Location: Kamino Ward, Yokohama City, Kanagawa Prefecture, South of Tokyo, Kantō, Japan
Date: August 11, 20XX
When the group got off the train, they headed toward Kamino Ward and came to a busy night shopping district. They looked around in awe at the scene and the number of different people everywhere.
"The Villains are hiding around somewhere in this city..."
"Lots of people here, huh?"
"Alright, let's go!" Kirishima-san exclaimed, turning to head down the street before Hisoka grabbed the back of his shirt. "Oi!"
"Hold on, Kirishima-san," Hisoka said. "The Villains know our faces, so we need to take precaution before we go."
"Yes, we must be careful with each move we make from here on out," Yaoyorozu agreed, nodding.
"That's right! It's a covert mission!" Midoriya-san said with a thought, looking back at her.
"But in that case, we can't even just go and scout then..." Iida-san said with a frown.
"On that note," Yaoyorozu-san pointed to a shop, excitement flushing her face. "I have a proposition." If she had a dog tail, Hisoka could see it wagging in eager anticipation.
Half an hour later, they had stepped out of the store, looking very different than they once were.
Midoriya-san - "AAWWWRIGHT! LEZZGO!" - sprouted slicked back hair and shades, looking very much like a gangster with his chosen outfit. He kept shaking his head and jerking his chin out. Shoto - "I see. Disguises, huh?" - wore a blank wig and a messy butler suit, and Kirishima-san - "No no, you gotta push out your jaw a little more!" - wore a pair of fake horns and wet his long red hair down, donning his own leather jacket and jeans. Iida-san's bowtie and suspenders made Hisoka snort, with his slicked-back hair and mustache on his face adding to the effect that made it so unlike him, yet it did at the same time. Yaoyorozu-san looked beautiful with her messy hair and bright red halter dress, nodding to herself as she walked confidently in her high heels.
Hisoka wore something similar to Shoto's outfit but had forgone the vest, her sleeves long and easily covering her bandages. Her hair was long enough to be held in a tight ponytail, the top slicked back to reveal both her now green eyes covered by a pair of fake, stylish glasses. To simply put, she looked very much like a male version of herself and she didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed that everyone agreed she could pass for one and they wouldn't be able to tell the difference from her female self.
Why did it make her depressed?
Well, whatever.
If it worked, it worked.
"We're in a nighttime shopping district! A bunch of kids wandering around will attract too much attention!" Yaoyorozu-san said with zeal, grinning.
"WE'VE GOT WOMEN WITH LARGE BREASTS!" Iida-san shouted out in his best gangster voice; Hisoka had to cover her mouth to smother her chuckle at the seriousness of it. Kirishima-san gave him a thumbs up.
"Uhm... Yaoyorozu, wouldn't these have been free if you just made them with your Quirk?" Shoto asked, looking over at the girl with raised eyebrows.
"Th-Th-that's a violation of the rules! If I went on and used my Quirk to make whatever I wanted... The circulation of currency in the... That's right! As a citizen of the county, I have to contribute... TO THE ECONOMY!" She shouted at him.
"You just wanted to go in..." Hisoka stated, the taller girl turning to face her with a huff.
"Oi, ain't that U.A.?!" Someone shouted, and the classmates all froze in horror, before turning their heads to look up at the large TV on the side of a building... Hisoka's eyes slowly widened as she saw Aizawa-sensei with Class B's homeroom teacher and the principal on the screen.
"And now, a scene from the events that have just transpired. Here's a clip of the public apology issued by the Officials at U.A. High School."
She bit her lip, watching the three on screen rose from their bows.
"On this occasion, our incompetence resulted in the injuries of twenty-seven first-year student Heroes. Despite being an institution for the development of Heroes, we were negligent in our defense against Villains and have caused anxiety within society. With the utmost sincerity, we respectfully and humbly apologize for our shortcomings." Aizawa-sensei was the one speaking on the screen.
"Aizawa-sensei..." Hisoka mumbled, hand closing into a tight fist.
A reporter rose up, holding a mike to his face as he asked, "Reporting with NHA, this is the fourth time this year for U.A. where students have come into contact with Villains. This time, students were heavily injured. How exactly did you explain this to their families? Please tell us specifically what measures have been taken to address this matter"
"They're being treated like criminals..." Midoriya-san gritted his teeth.
Hisoka felt someone grip back of her shirt, glancing over her shoulder at a watery-eyed Yaoyorozu-san who could not look away from the screen. Her face held sorrow and stress.
Their principal answered, "We have strengthened our security around the school, and we have re-examined the campus's crime prevention system. We are taking 'strong measures' to guarantee the safety of our students..."
Hisoka looked away, unable to watch anymore, as she heard people in the crowd around them grumbling and shouting their own opinions of the interview. The mood was heavy and almost suffocating.
"Come on. We've got stuff to do," she told them, turning around. She grabbed Yaoyorozu-san's hand, pulling her away from the crowd when she didn't move, the clicking of her heels following them. Moments later, she heard the others following them, heading in the direction they needed to go in.
Location: Outside of a Warehouse, Kamino Ward, Yokohama City, Kanagawa Prefecture, South of Tokyo, Kantō, Japan
Date: August 11, 20XX
"This is the location the tracking device is pointing too..." Yaoyorozu-san said with a nervous sweat as they all looked up at the building's wall.
"So... this is their hideout...?" Kirishima-san asked, looking up at the building.
"I don't like this," Hisoka muttered, eyes narrowing
"I don't know but... As far as we have confirmed, the Villains haven't moved from here the whole day." Yaoyorozu-san looked at the rest of the group. "Just because there are Villains here, doesn't mean either Bakugo or Tokoyami is here as well " She looked at Midoriya-san and herself. "Right now, we have to calmly take into account all of the information we have as we stand here today."
"We don't have anyone here who excels at sneaky activities like Jiro or Hagakure," Iida-san thought aloud. "If I judge that things are even slightly dangerous, I will stop you. Because you're all my friends, I won't hesitate to call the police, got it?!"
"Thank you, Iida..." Midoriya-san looked towards the building they were in front of with a thoughtful expression. "Let's think about all our options." He looked down at the ground, and he started thinking, muttering away in true Midoriya-san fashion.
Hisoka looked around the building, seeing the bits of decay and the overgrown weeds littering the ground around the building. She glanced at the gate, locked and closed up tight. It could have a trigger, so it was best they didn't touch it, lest they get caught before they could get anything.
"There aren't any lights on... It doesn't seem like anybody is inside..." Kirishima-san said in a hushed tone, coming up beside them.
"Maybe there's another entrance... Somehow we've gotta see what's going on insi-EEEK!" Yaoyorozu-san squeaked, turning around as some drunk businessmen grabbed her butt.
Hisoka scowled at them scrunching her nose at the smell they let off before she wrapped an arm around a suddenly blushing Yaoyorozu-san's waist before the others could say a word. She gave a smirk at the drunk men, giving them a wink as she put up the act. "Sorry, guys, but she's already taken." She pulled her along. "Let's go, honey."
She heard them groan and grumble about the unfair world while Iida-san and Kirishima-san spoke up to distract them.
"Let's get out of here." She followed after a scowling Shoto, pulling Yaoyorozu-san along with her, and the group escaped from the drunks.
"Th-thanks, Matsushita..." Yaoyorozu-san said with a grateful smile.
Hisoka slipped her arm away from her female classmate, wrapping it around her own waist. "Un."
"It's not a lot, but there are still people walking everywhere..." Midoriya-san groaned out. "We can't do much of anything that will draw attention... What should we do?"
"Let's go around back, we might have to squeeze a bit but we're not getting any information from here..." Shoto suggested, and the group nodded to each other before heading down a narrow path between buildings. Hisoka and Midoriya-san had no trouble at all passing through, but the others were having a bit of a struggle.
"It's so crammed... I'm going to get stuck." Yaoyorozu-san said with a groan, and Hisoka looked back to see a nervous look, eyes wide, on Kirishima-san's face.
"We can't make any moves unless we're confident it's safe... At least no one can see us here..." Midoriya-san looked up and spotted a window high up. "There... From that height, we should be able to see inside!"
Shoto asked, "Will you be able to see when it's this dark?"
"I can make some night vision goggles," Yaoyorozu-san tried to get her arm up, grimacing when she couldn't.
"Wait!" Kirishima-san pulled out a device. "I actually brought something like that, Yaoyorozu. You can get some crazy stuff off of Amazon. I only brought one though... When I was thinking about how I could help, I figured we might need it..."
"Isn't that one crazy expensive...?" Midoriya-san asked, looking at him past Shoto and Iida-san.
"Never mind that, alright?" Kirishima-san grinned.
Midoriya-san and Kirishima-san were then lifted by the other two boys, peeking over the wall with the night vision camera. "SHIT!" Kirishima-san cried out as he looked through the night vision goggles and almost toppled back.
"What?! Kirishima, what do you see?!" Shoto asked, concerned.
"To the left... Look..." Kirishima-san gulped and handed him the goggles with a shaky hand and he took them nervously. "Midoriya, look!"
Midoriya-san lifted the goggles to his eyes and looked through the window. "No way... Just like that? Are those... all NOMU?!"
Hisoka had to know. "How many do you see?
"Quite a few of them," he answered with a fevered whisper.
"Do you- AH!" Hisoka cried out as Mt. Lady crashed through the building they were looking into. The boys had fallen back but were caught as Shoto's wig got blown off by the wind from the impact.
"M-Mount lady... Gang the Orca... Even..." His eyes widened at the Heroes he saw. "Best Jeanist...! Tiger is here too...!"
"Okay! The Heroes were making their move long before we were here so let's get out of here!" Iida-san called out, "There's nothing for us to do here!"
Hisoka couldn't breathe. Her body wouldn't move. It felt like the air was suffocating her, wrapping around her neck as it slowly drew the life out of her.
If there was only Nomu then... Where was Fumi?
"They said something about going with All Might... Is he where Kacchan is...?"
Hisoka snapped her head up when Midoriya-san spoke, eyes widening. Of course. They'd have more than one hideout. How stupid of her to think otherwise. Fumi was elsewhere. All Might was rescuing him. Everything would be okay.
Everything would be okay...
Hisoka began to follow after them before she felt a shiver go down her back, hackles raising as her eyes widened, heart pounding loudly in her ears.
"I'm sorry, Tiger..."
They stopped dead in their tracks, hearing a chilling voice coming from the warehouse. They saw Hisoka's condition, looking at her in confusion.
"I thought she had a useful Quirk long ago... Since the opportunity fell into my lap, I decided to take it. Ever since my body became like this, my stock has fallen quite a bit."
She felt her face sweating and Yaoyorozu-san grabbed her hand, trying to pull her along but she pulled her back along the wall.
"Just when Tomura was starting to think for himself and beginning to lead others... If possible, I'd like you all to stop interfering..."
It happened in less than a second; a loud explosion shook Hisoka to her core, and she pressed her back against the wall behind her. The others had followed her movements.
The pressure was intense... She couldn't move, she couldn't turn around... Her breath was caught in her throat and she felt tears in her eyes. It was filled with so much darkness and it had made all of them freeze as if she was at Shinigami's door.
So much more than his...
She felt something rip inside her, wanting to twist around and be let out - to swallow her whole. To rip and tear and stab and kill.
To let it rain RED.
Hisoka's mind was starting to fail, like an engine that turned over and over, never kicking into action. She couldn't formulate a straight thought; the sound of her own pulse throbbing in her ears. Blood dripped from her lip as she broke through the skin, her teeth biting down hard as she tried to regain what little control she seemed to have. To stop the demented giggle bubbling in her throat, her nails dug into the palm of her hands.
"Well then... Let's get this over with."
Author's Note: And cut. Boy was that intense... Right? Hehehe. You all know what's up next~!
Not sure if anyone has noticed but I realized it not long ago but look! My story joined another community! Yatta! And on that note, I want to thank everyone who had read, faved, followed, reviewed, and everything in between with this story. It means a lot to know you like my story enough to give it the time of day! Without all of you putting up with me, this story wouldn't be like it is today that I do know! So, once more, thank you all of you. I hope you all stay with me to the very end! ^^
Oh! I am a new BNHA OC - his name is Tetsuya. Go check out his profile (I'm making a picture of him that'll be on soon enough) if you want to see this new Quirk I made (and had some help from my Beta who is absolutely amazing, by the way, that I can't begin to design how amazing she is!) ^^
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